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Freezing at Five
We were recently invited to a friend’s house for a picnic, and decided to go at the last minute. I hadn’t thought about what food I was going to take and I’m not known for keeping it simple. I decided on a dessert that needed ice cream. Sounds fine until I tell you that our friends live 30 miles away, and it was a 98 degree day. Not the best choice? True that. We drove our Challenger SRT, my husband’s pride and joy. I asked him to stop at a grocery store closer to our destination for the ice cream. Bobby assured me that he could make Hulkster (That’s the…
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Do You Have a Transactional Relationship? 4 Ways to Love Without Expectations
Setting expectations in a relationship is a subject that isn’t talked about much, but it is one of the main reasons why relationships fail. Fortunately, there’s a solution: love without expectation. Let’s drive into what makes a transactional relationship fail and 4 ways to love your partner without expectations. Relationships Take Work At a drag race my husband and I were sponsoring, a businessman’s wife watched as one drag racer Kyle tore apart the bottom end, checked and replaced bearings. She observed how Mike, another racer took off the valve covers, check the pushrods, and set the valves. She kept her eye on yet a third racer, Larry who tore…
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You Make Loving Fun
One of the things I love about my life with Bobby is how much fun I have with him. He has a witty, dry humor that sneaks up on me. We laugh A LOT together. All that laughing adds up to a great quality of life for us. The person who you can laugh with becomes the one you want to spend time with, and the one you can’t wait to call when something happens. They become your bestie. Being besties is a great foundation for your relationship. I thought about the fun we have and what I have learned over the years about it. Decide your way into fun.…
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Long Line of Love
These pictures, taken at two different times, are remarkably similar. One is of my parents-in-law, and the other is of my husband and me. However, while the look of these pictures may be coincidental, the story these pictures reveal indeed IS NOT. I met my husband in September of 1981, and three months later, I was on my way to Western New York to meet his whole family for Christmas. I was a wreck. This man is an introvert, and he was still very much a mystery. I knew the basics about his family: two parents, one brother, two sisters. Oh, and I knew that his mom was concerned that…
